Zhao Wu'an suddenly threw the stone chip in his hand.

There was no pen and ink in his bag, so while he was studying the secret notes, he carved a lot of experience on the cliff of the stone cave with stone tablets, and after writing a full edition, he seemed to suddenly realize something and threw away the stone chips in his hand.

How can the slender stone flakes withstand the blows of the first-class masters, and they are broken into five or six pieces at once, and they can no longer be used.

Dailou Sangyu looked at the rubble on the ground with some distress and asked, "What's wrong?"

A product master, the air machine is common to heaven and earth.

Just like after Yan Daohuo and Dongfang Lianmo were defeated in the decisive battle that day, Hu Buxi, who was far away outside Bianliang City, also had a sense at the same time.

In the dark, Zhao Wu'an seemed to see something, and there was a faint tingling sensation in his mind, but it was not very clear.

He wanted to open his mouth to comfort Dailou Sangyu, but the tingling sensation in his brain suddenly increased, and the distant scene was unprecedentedly clear in front of him.

It's just a moment.

Zhao Wuan was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with you?" Dai Lou Sangyu approached him.

Zhao Wu'an didn't speak, but suddenly he was soaked.

He saw the departure of an old man.

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The age has not disappeared from the madness of youth, and the mirror has been hanging in the hall.

I have a missing pearl to find, and I will give it to Kyushu Jianghaisheng.

Many Song people have heard this poem, although the imperial court openly forbade it, but about its touch, it has been quietly circulated. Especially the last two sentences, many literati and rioters praised them more than once.

Its author, however, was a leafmaker. To put it more clearly, it is the current Ye-making Guogong, Yuwen is lonely.

A poem about making leaves was suddenly sung at the grand meeting of the Great Song Dynasty martial arts.

Everyone thought of the distorted leaf-making dead man just now. Countless pairs of eyes were glued to the dark window.

When the roar sounded, the person with the most relaxed face was Xu Banfeng.

He had seven points of relief and three points of regret on his face, and his determination gradually dissipated from his eyes.

Li Shun felt a little wrong and asked, "Who is that person?"

He felt that Xu Banfeng must know that person.

After all, Lingxiao's legs are a mastery that must mobilize the strength of the whole body, and after a formula, Xu Banfeng's sea is empty, and Li Shun naturally knows it.

But after all, the chasing soldiers behind him are the top elite of the Black Cloud Society, who is the person who is about to appear, so that Xu Banfeng can show such a look?

"Young master. Xu Banfeng said quietly.

"Huh?" Li Shun looked at him stunned.

Xu Banfeng smiled.

"Banfeng is incompetent, and he can no longer accompany the young master in the future, and I hope that the young master will be diligent and diligent, and work hard. ”

After speaking, he let go of the hand that was holding Li Shun, reversed his body, and kicked him in the back.

Although the strength is great, it retains enough strength. Li Shun only felt a strong force behind him, and his body flew forward uncontrollably, but he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

And Xu Banfeng, who had already opened a very long distance from the Black Cloud Society, turned into the venue again like a meteor.

The body fell sharply, smashed into the desk, and set off a cloud of dust.

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"It's him!" Su Qinghe's eyes widened.

Hu Buxi hadn't heard this poem, and even if he did, he didn't remember it, so he scratched his head at this time and asked, "Who?"

After asking, he looked at Zhu Nanzhan and saw that she was also shocked, and felt more and more bizarre: "Why? Can someone let the two of you show this expression at the same time? It can't be the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, right?"

Zhu Nanzhan forcibly suppressed the suspicion in his heart, shook his head and said, "No." ”

As soon as Hu Buxi wanted to shrug his shoulders, he heard her say, "But it's not far away." ”

"Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, between heaven and earth, there was another roar that pierced through the clouds and cracked stones.

"I have a missing pearl that I can't find, and I give it to Kyushu Jianghaisheng. ”

The entire attic exploded outward, scattering debris from all directions.

Xie Hui's eyes showed a different color.

This poem, he naturally knows it very well.

Just half a month ago, he was still sitting opposite that person and drinking tea, exchanging information for each other's great causes.

Sure enough, I still can't look down on these people. sat in a position above 10,000 people for half his life, and was willing to kill him with his life.

In the broken dust, a person stepped on the clouds and walked out, holding a fan in one hand and tea in the other, like an immortal entering the world.

The clothes were staggering, emanating with the wind, and the eyes were cold, but there was an unquenchable fire burning in between.

Like the dry sea, it is inexhaustible.

"Xie Hui, I'll meet you. ”

Such a scene of immortals descending to earth has already shocked both inside and outside the venue, whether it is ordinary people or first-class masters, they are speechless.

In front of him, the red-clothed imp suddenly rose up, castrated like the wind.

A hoarse roar rang out over the venue.

"Fool Xu Banfeng, after Lingxiao's legs are not talented, I am willing to open the gate of heaven for Your Excellency!"

The three men in black hurriedly took out their sharp weapons and waited for them.

Xu Banfeng was like a crazy bull, and in two or three breaths, he rushed in front of them, without pause, and continued to rush away.

There is a tendency to crash through the mountain.

In a momentary confrontation, the two sides exchanged figures, and the three black-clothed people paused for a moment to protect their minds.

Xu Banfeng did not abate.

The guns and weapons in the hands of the three people had clearly pierced his body, and blood was sprinkled all the way.

But if he had divine help, his body turned into a ghostly phantom and went straight to Xie Hui on the stage.

The distance is rapidly shortened, and if Xu Banfeng can use Lingxiao leg again, he can get close to Xie Hui's body within a breath.

Xie Hui actually had a panicked look in his eyes, and waved his sleeves: "Stop him!"

Two more people drew their swords, one left and one right, and their steps were the same.

Xu Banfeng's soles are full of air waves.

The previous trick was the result of losing Yangshou. When he returned to the battlefield, he broke through the interception of three people, and he already had five or six wounds on his body.

Although the injuries were severe, they were all fatal.

It was not his mission to assassinate Xie Hui, as long as Li Shun could be taken away safely, his mission would be completed.

But somehow, when he heard the roar, Xu Banfeng, who knew that Yuwen was hanging nearby, suddenly made up his mind.

The Yuwen family has been martial arts for generations, and their strength is amazing. In the three hundred years of the Tang Dynasty, there were endless generations of amazing talents. Xu Banfeng was born in a down-and-out family, and his whole family background is just a broken secret book, and it is impossible to carry it in this life.

Xu Banfeng never thought about who he was going to compete with, and it was already a supreme honor to fight side by side.

Only then did he turn around and rush back to the venue.

Anyway, I won't live long, so it's better to ask God for a vigorous death.

What's more, that's Yuwen lonely.

is not only a strategist who has been sitting alone to build the peak of Ye Chaotang for 20 years, but also the only leader in the hearts of all Li Tang's remnants.

If he wants to kill Xie Hui, then all over the world will swear to kill Xie Hui after Li Tang.

can give up his life for Yuwen Gu to open the way, Xu Banfeng will not give up.

The sea of qi has dried up, and the dantian has fallen silent.

Xu Banfeng coughed, spit out a large pool of blood, although his face was pale, his body was not depressed, but laughed miserably, revealing blood-stained teeth.

"Xie Hui, you have chosen the wrong opponent. ”

The two knife-wielding men quickly pressed towards Xu Banfeng.

The two sides were only more than ten feet apart, and Xu Banfeng's soles condensed several layers.

"You're not fighting against dozens of leaf-making deadmen......

"Your enemy is the entire Li Tang, and your enemy is the pearl of the whole world!"

Xu Banfeng roared, his eyes were about to split, and his body was like a fire phoenix swaying, rising from the ground.

The incomparable momentum also surged from all directions at that moment, all condensed to his feet, and the qi ran through Changhong. It is as if the spirits of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers are all gathered here at this moment, listening to the call of the same person.

One step on the spirit of the sky, and then step on the yin and yang.

The oncoming wind tore Xu Banfeng's hair messily, and his body was like a beating and burning fire, rushing straight towards Xie Hui, with a thousand pounds of strength.

The two knife-wielding men also jumped up one after another, waving their knives in unison.

The two knives were parallel, and they slashed straight towards Xu Banfeng's shoulders, and his momentum was overwhelming.

If Xu Banfeng didn't dodge or dodge, the two knives would almost inevitably cut off his arms at the shoulder.

Xu Banfeng did not retreat but advanced, and his killing intent was resolute.

He had already concentrated all his strength on this leap, only caring about breaking through the obstacles and opening the way for Yuwen Gu. The others couldn't be cared about anymore, and they didn't even care about the two bright big knives.

Cha!

The two knives were cut down, Xu Banfeng's arms were broken, and blood was splashed in the sky.

But his body still didn't stop, and he rushed towards Xie Hui's place like a meteor.

A wrecked body, but like a dazzling lotus fire, it never stops.

Xie Hui frowned in annoyance.

"Why bother. ”

Why?

Why bother with a thief's heart not dying, why bother with endless breathing. Why bother to be fair, why care too much.

Xie Hui's eyes didn't have the Xu Banfeng who sacrificed his life at all, but stared straight at Yuwen Gu hanging behind him.

Even if you die here today, no one will say a word of praise at your grave. ”

His voice was low, but he knew that Yuwen could hear it.

Xu Banfeng, who had exhausted his dantian strength, his arms were broken, and only a wrecked body remained, finally arrived in front of Xie Hui.

A man in black stepped forward, grabbed him easily, and tore him to pieces without much effort.

When he was young, he fell into the middle of the family, and he relied on a little relationship between his parents to make a name for himself in the leaves, and he was always a scholar with a feather fan. No matter where the intelligence is, there is not a trace of Yuwen Guhang's martial arts.

However, Yuwen is lonely now, how can he not know martial arts.

Xie Hui only wanted to get a possibility.

It was not in vain that he lived to such an old age, and he has seen countless people who have had epiphany.

is like Wu Jiuhao's sword of epiphany that broke through the Nine Realms that day.

Just like not long ago on the shore of the Nameless Lake, Liao Xiaoran opened an oil-paper umbrella and killed dozens of elite iron horsemen under his command.

Today's Yuwen is lonely, and it must be the same as those two. Deliberately half a life, once you can see the heavens.

It's just a pity that he has worked tirelessly over the years to get the position of the national prince.

defeated countless political enemies, fought wits and courage with internal and external forces, and relied on forbearance and ruthlessness to get to where Yuwen is today, which should not have been so impulsive.

Yuwen Guhang obviously heard Xie Hui's question.

He stepped on the air, his toes were like a little water wave, and he walked forward unhurriedly, and the folding fan in his hand turned into crumbs, and pieces fell down.

"You won't understand. He said.

"Even if no one in the world praises me, even if no one buries me after death, no one sweeps my tombstone. ”

Yuwen frowned and stared.

"I will never regret my decision today. ”(https:)

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